Dream Parties: An Experiment in Collective Dreaming

I've been hosting gatherings I call "dream parties" at my apartment for the past few months. The format is simple:

• Live music (usually ambient, shoegaze, or drone)
• Low lighting, lots of candles
• My dream sculptures scattered throughout the space
• Conversations about dreams, consciousness, the edges of perception
• Optional: various consciousness-altering substances (legal disclaimer: this is art)

The original purpose was selfish—I wanted to find other people who recognized my art. The sculptures I make are based on forms I've seen in a recurring dream city. Most people look at them and see abstract shapes. But occasionally, someone looks at them and says "wait, I've seen that."

Those people become regulars.

Over the past six months, I've found about a dozen people who seem to dream of the same city I do. We're comparing notes, mapping geography, developing techniques for reaching the city more reliably.

Is this real? Is it delusion? I don't know yet. But the consistency of our descriptions is remarkable. We're all seeing the same temple, the same statue, the same quality of light on the same coastal streets.

Next party is June 8th. DM me for details if you're in the Providence area and interested.

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Image: one of my sculptures—a spiraling tower of welded metal that looks unstable but holds together through geometry. Multiple viewers have identified it as "that thing by the market" in their dreams.